Cold, this misty night A black moon's preparing my mind Out here, I seek her shrine I welcome the queen of the lowest world Into the ice hall Where mirrors reflect my soul She's freezing my tears Taking all fears
Two sides to her face Her claws pierce or embrace Enter, with open eyes You'll see her garden of delight
To the within Beyond our memory Falling so deep Where unborn souls sleep
Hail, to the queen of death Her shadow walks with you Remember her kind And understand life
Invisible mate Waiting to seal our fate Watch my strife Hel, guard my life
Cold, this misty night A black moon's preparing my mind Beneath eternal fog I have seen clearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
